Before Work the car door slamsand then nothing -silence echoesacross the rollinggreen hillsas the sunrisesets purple fireto the sky.breath escapesin a long sigh - to leave perfection for the cage of the work place. Share this:ShareClick to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window) Related